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I don't have the best memory from the dream. I dreams that I was at the library near where I live, and were using their computer. I don't remember what I did on the computer, I left pretty quick. Suddenly I the library had 2 floors and I was at the 2nd floor. On the first floor it looked like the hallway at a rich familie's house. Suddenly my phone is ringing, I'm saying "Hello" but no answer. I'm looking at the phone, and inside the scream I see "virus". The virus in my phone is actually 3 or 4 purple devils. inside the screen. I'm getting a bit scared, but then I figure out that I can scan my phone from viruses. I scan it with AVG and white lazer burns the devils and make them die.

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I was sitting in my friends vehicle on the passenger side and this man came to my side of the car to get something out of his vehicle. I didn't feel right so I quickly locked the doors. Probably 55 seconds later the man came to the front of my car acting like he was going to go inside but he turned and shot me in my head. I remember seeing the white flash come out of the gun and me sinking into my seat. Then I realized I wasn't dead and I was still breathing and when I woke up I was in my room fully awake.

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I was at the place I had just moved from but am still renting. It started raining on my mail, which had fallen from the mailbox to the ground. I soon found the body of myself, naked on the ground, in a fetal position, beside the mail and getting rained on. I picked "her" up and put her on the porch to slide her in the front door. I pushed her toward the door, but she slid back toward me and over the porch into a round hole about 18 feet deep that tapered inward as it went down. I felt compelled to cover in the hole, though she (I) was still alive lying down there in the fetal position. I didn't want to cover her up because that meant she would die, so I kept trying to figure out how to not do it. I woke up before I made a decision.

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I'm using public transportation when all of the sudden one of my shoes falls off my foot. Someone offers to pick it up for me but when they try to reach for the shoe it gets off the bus. I go ask the driver to let me out but he is accelerating. After a few blocks the bus stops and I get out. On the street I run back to pick up my shoe, when I see it I try to get it but it's in the middle of the road and cars are coming. When the opportunity comes I run to get it and then walk back to the side walk where I sit to tie my shoes. Next thing I'm in a room and a couple of women are there. They tell me something as I finish tying my shoes; I cross the laces around my ankles to make sure they won't fall off again. Once again on the street I take off running towards the direction where I got off of the bus but after a few steps I feel my shoes are loose so I stop to rearrange them. I come up with the idea of putting paper inside them so they hold still. I sit outside a business to fix my shoes when all of the sudden I see a friend I haven't seen in a long time. He is wearing dark pants and a jacket, he looks casual not the way I ever saw him. He gets out of view when I hear someone calling me from behind. They ask me to pull down a business door. I look up at the door and realize I can't reach it. I jump to try to try to reach the door but I can't make it. My friends shows up again and this time he is wearing a dark suit. He makes a signal to me and this time I see the door is within my reach, I grabbed it and pull it down. We're on the street again. I ask my what has happened to him as no one knows about his whereabouts. Hesitant I tell me friend I thought he was dead to which he replies he is indeed. He tells me something and all I can remember is he mentions something that came in threes. Then I woke up.

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I walked into H’s classroom. I was wearing jeans, and a black sweater with a zip at the top. I walked across the front of the room and then to the back right corner. I thought I saw an open seat near Pig, but as I drew nearer I noticed an article of clothing on that seat. It was taken. I then went over to the back left corner of the room, and there I found a seat. It was near Bottle Cap Guy. I talked to him a bit, but about what I can’t recall. I had a black binder on the floor. Pig sat on that binder. I said timidly, "Pig, you're sitting on my binder. That's not good." I asked her to get off it. She obliged. Later, I left the room and headed down the hall to where the stairs are – the ones that lead down to the woodshop hall. They were much larger than they are in real life, and slightly curved. Pig was coming up those stairs toward me, holding a baby. The baby looked...pristine? Pig didn't pay me much attention as she passed. After Pig, I then had to wait for a class of little kids as they made their way up the middle of the stairs. There was another class waiting to go up, but I set off down the stairs before they started up. As I went down, I saw an old man struggling mightily along the rails to get up the stairs, about 10-15 steps from the top. I debated whether I should help him, and decided he would be fine, so I continued on. There was a teacher at the bottom next to the kids, looking at me strangely. Judging me, perhaps. At the bottom of the stairs, I found myself in a sort of "Dream" Vegas. I had a sunken feeling. I was so far from getting there, and it really sunk in then. I felt depressed as I meandered around this basement casino. I thought of what it would be like to do an interview about poker. "We" was a word I imagined using in the interview...Referring to "we poker players", probably. I thought about speaking strongly rather than timidly – of being a strong character rather than a weak and pathetic one.

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I had a nightmare that the guy I have a thing with and I were in the army, but he had a bitchy girlfriend . All of us and our crew would hang out in the basement of someones house. And his girlfriend was being rude, so I got up to leave, and she said to him, "You're her commanding officer, aren't you going to tell her not to leave?" I said no words, just packed up a certain bag and came back and said, "I am not leaving, just moving my stuff." I was upset and went outside and he followed. Then flash forward. Our crew was hanging out in a basement, where we all hung out and some of our crew would go into another area. They did weird stuff. It flashed to them like wearing peoples faces, using knives, and laughing as they ate these people. Then it flashed back and one of the guys came into the room we all chilled in, he was covered in blood holding a gun and shaking saying, "Man we got into some weird shit, I don't know what to do." Then a zombie thing came out of his stomach and burst threw him and tried to attack. And the guy I have a thing with got his girlfriend in the dream and I out of there. Then I was flying a plane with her for us to escape and she some how crashed the plane. On the ground were tons of zombie like creatures, and one normal person tried to help us by sending us into this building. They closed it from the other side and there were zombies everywhere in the building. Some sitting down and some not. In the middle was a revolving door and the person had said that would be our safe zone. So we ran into there and some nurse like zombie with half a face crawled down from the ceiling and we were pretty much stuck in this revolving door area and apparently I kept trying to press pause but the zombies would still be coming at us. So finally instead of running I let it attack me and just kept saying, "It's just a dream, it's just a dream," until I woke up.

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